The Paranormal 1

Ch.29

*Quinn pov*

I need to get myself under control, I have to stop letting my emotions take over me. I've already hurt Alex for a lifetime, I can't again. I went out to the kitchen to get something to eat. There was basically nothing there. I'll have to go to the grocery store. I got my winter coat and boots on and left. It took 20 minutes to get there, I would have my dad drive me if he was sober, awake, and if he cared all he ingested was beer and chips. When I got there I grabbed a shopping basket and went on my way. I got chips (for me), milk (probably would go bad), waffles (the ones you put in the toaster), mac 'n cheese, and chicken noodle soup (the two things I know how to make). I went to ring up my groceries.

"Your total is..." She clicked some buttons and waited a second, "25 dollars and 99 cents," I rummaged through my coat pocket and grabbed a 20 and a 10. I handed it to her and she gave me my change. "Do you want your receipt?" She asked me.

"Yes." I said grabbing my grocers took the receipt and left. Yeah a 20 minute long walk back. I actually don't mind the walk, it was a good way to clear my mind. I breathed in the crisp cool air, it hurt my nose but I didn't mind, and I exhaled with my breath looking like a puff of smoke. Overall it was a nice walk. When I got home I put the grocers away and put the receipt on the counter so my dad knew how much to pay me back. I grabbed a bag of chips and a coca and went to my room. I opened my laptop and the chips, and I scrolled on Netflix. I should finish the black mirror. I thought to myself, I clicked on the episode I was on, Hated in the Nation, the episode was about bees the went into your brain and made you kill your self because of the amount of paint you were in, and what made the electronic bees target people is because the was this hashtag, #death to so and so. So far it has been a good episode. Every episode is different, different plot, different characters, different places in the UK, and different ways of shiting on technology. I was simply watching the episode when my dad stormed into the room.

"WHAT THE FUCK QUINN!!! 25 FUCKING DOLLERS!!!" I screamed. I looked at him trying to seem unfazed.

"Well I got food and stuff," I said, "And you agreed that we would pay each other the amount we would spend. I once gave you 40 god damn dollars. 25 isn't much."

"Don't you dare fucking back talk me," He said in an ice cold voice.

"I'm not i'm just explaining-" He cut me off with a blow to the jaw. Blood dripped out of my mouth. And he kicked me t=in the head and I passed out.

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